Everyone was furious at first when they saw it, but when they saw the sharp dagger dripping with blood in Yuwen Yuntian's hand, they couldn't help but remain silent, looked at each other, and then dispersed, fearing that they would get into trouble...
At this moment, Yuwen Yuntian knew that he had caused a big disaster because of his hot head. Although Yuwen Zhouyuan had a rift with him and was expelled from the family tree, he would not have been so seriously injured. If the family elders knew,
My life would not be easy, but I had already done what I had done and it was too late to regret it. I was frightened and saw that everyone around me had dispersed, so I took the few family disciples who were also stunned and fled back to the family.
There was no one on the street, and although the bustling lanterns were on, they could not dispel the darkness just now.
The injured Yuwen Zhouyuan was sleeping on the street, and the blood had stained the street around him. The bright red blood seemed to tell the world all the crimes that had just happened.
"Dong dong" A sound of crutches and footsteps came from the street, and then a middle-aged man with a back and a cane appeared on the street.
When he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan lying in a pool of blood, his originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, and his slow movements quickly became faster. If anyone were there, they would find that there were at least 100 people from the streets to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
A hundred feet away, but in just a few breaths, the middle-aged man came to Yuwen Zhouyuan's side.
"Who could be so ruthless? How could he be so cruel to a young boy! What a crime!" The middle-aged man said, raising his hand and patting Yuwen Zhouyuan's abdomen.
Looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan's injuries, he said to himself: "Fortunately, my life is not completely severed. You, the boy, are also lucky to have met me..."
While muttering to himself, the middle-aged man reached out and took out a small gourd from his arms, then poured out some powdered medicine and sprinkled it on Yuwen Zhouyuan's wound, and tore some cloth to bandage Yuwen Zhouyuan's wound.
As the wound was bandaged, Yuwen Zhouyuan also woke up faintly.
"Ah!" Yuwen Zhouyuan woke up with a soft cry.
"Are you awake?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Uncle, did you save me?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked after realizing that his injuries had been taken care of.
"You don't know who you offended, that person was so cruel!" the middle-aged man asked without answering.
"Thank you, uncle. I, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, must avenge this! What he did to me, I will repay him a hundredfold!" Yu Wen Zhouyuan gritted his teeth.
"A good boy, with character, a man should be so happy with his grudges!" The middle-aged man exclaimed after hearing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's words.
"Uncle, what do you call me? I will repay you for saving my life in the future!" Yuwen Zhouyuan sat up and said.
"Young man, just call me Uncle Tuo. Let's go and recuperate where I live." After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man didn't wait for Yuwen Zhouyuan's agreement. He grabbed Yuwen Zhouyuan with one hand and leaned on a crutch with the other.
Just left the street.
The middle-aged lame Tuo, holding a cane in one hand and holding the injured Yuwen Zhouyuan under his arm, quickly left the city. When he arrived in the wilderness, he raised his hand and threw the cane. He jumped onto the cane and turned into a stream of light and flew away.
When leaving the street, the middle-aged Lame Tuo touched Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeping hole. Two full hours later, the middle-aged Lai Tuo fell down in front of a ruined temple in the wilderness.
The middle-aged lame Tuo walked into the ruined temple with Yuwen Zhouyuan in his arms. After arriving at the temple, he raised his hand to place a light on the incense burner in the temple. There was a "squeaking" sound, and then the half-fallen statue came towards him.
It moved more than a foot aside and saw a hole in the ground.
Lai Tuo didn't stop, he hugged Yuwen Zhouyuan and ducked in. Then there was a "squeaking" sound, and the ruined temple returned to its original state.
This is a small room. There is a bright pearl inlaid on the top of the room, which illuminates the room like daylight. There is nothing in the room except a bed, a few tables and a futon next to it.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan was sleeping peacefully on the bed. His originally pale face had already turned red, but he frowned from time to time. It could be seen that his wound must still be very painful, otherwise he would not show such pain in his sleep.
As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged lame Tuo walked in, holding a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.
At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan on the bed also woke up.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan woke up, he moved slightly. It didn't matter. He gasped in pain and frowned.
"Are you awake?" asked the middle-aged Lai Tuo when he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan had woken up.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan heard the voice, he looked towards the middle-aged lame Tuo and found that the man who saved him had a kind face, especially his eyes with concern, looking at him at this moment.
Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he saw it. He thought that since he left his parents and entered the Yuwen family and started cultivating, he had never met anyone who cared about him. Especially after he was expelled from the Yuwen family and his cultivation was abolished, except when begging for food.
Except for a few homeless people I met, I never met anyone who cared about me. I couldn't help but think of my parents who were permanently imprisoned in mountain villages and wild valleys by the Yuwen family.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but shed tears. He thought that he had been bullied and humiliated by Yuwen Yuntian in the city, but he never shed a tear.
At this time, when I met the middle-aged lame Tuo's warm care, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, but I didn't care about it, but my eyes were filled with tears.
The middle-aged lame Tuo held his hand with his left hand and placed the soup in his right hand on the table. He did not say any words to comfort him, but looked at him sideways with a smile on his face, his eyes full of love and compassion, and patted his vest with his right hand.
After shedding tears for a while, he asked kindly: "Boy, men don't shed tears easily. After crying for so long, you should feel better, right?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan heard the kind voice, and for a moment, he was filled with sadness, and he couldn't help crying again.
The middle-aged cripple took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears and comforted him: "Boy, don't cry, don't cry, the pain will subside after a while. You are fifteen or sixteen years old, and you have grown so big in vain.
He is really a child."
When Yuwen Zhouyuan heard this, his face turned red. He immediately stopped crying and lowered his head in shame.
The middle-aged lame Tuo smiled and said: "Boy, after drinking this medicine, your injury will heal quickly. I think the little brother just felt sorry for his life experience. Although the man sheds tears without hesitation, I will not despise you because of this!"
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After hearing the middle-aged lame Tuo's words, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but raise his head and said: "Really?"
"Boy, how can I joke with you at such an old age? I know that you must have been wronged. Just tell me and I will make the decision for you. I already know a thing or two about you. Your courage, I
I am very impressed. But now, please don’t imitate that woman and keep crying. Although Yuwen Yuntian, the old man of the Yuwen family, did not punish him, he also gave him a lecture. If you don’t punish him, it will be reserved for you. You can punish him yourself in the future.
, that feeling of pleasure and revenge will be wonderful!" said the middle-aged lame Tuo.
After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his head and said with a look of yearning on his face: "I must become stronger. No matter who is bad for me, I will make it difficult for him. No matter who he is or what his background is.
Neither immortals nor demons can stop my, Yuwen Zhouyuan, from my heart of grudges!"